Caught In His Arms Novels & Stories

It shifted, almost instantly, into something warmer… something that looked too close to relief and barely-contained longing. And before she could even process what expression to wear or what words to form— He pulled her in. Tight. Like he’d been starved of her. Like he’d crossed cities just to feel her in his arms again. Like he’d been holding his breath for days and only now could exhale. His arms locked around her as if afraid she’d disappear. Then he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her deeply—slowly—like she was the only scent his body recognized, the only place he’d been aching to return to.

But then his eyes darkened, and the air around us shifted. I turned to leave, but before I could take another step, a strong hand grabbed my wrist. Before I could even process what was happening, I was pulled into a firm, almost desperate embrace. Ryu's arms wrapped around me, his grip tight as if letting go wasn't an option. His face buried itself in the crook of my neck, and I felt the way his chest rose and fell—deep, uneven breaths, as if he was trying to keep himself together. I didn't say anything. I didn't move. I just let him.

His shirt was torn, his arm bandaged hastily, at may mga sugat sa mukha. Pero buhay siya. Buhay siya. I dropped the mug — nabasag ito sa sahig, pero hindi ko ininda. Tumakbo ako papunta sa kanya. He caught me mid-run, his arms wrapping tightly around me as if afraid I’d vanish. “Dio…” he breathed against my hair. “You’re safe.” Humagulhol ako. Hindi ko na napigilan. Yung luha, parang lahat ng takot at sakit ng mga araw na ‘di ko siya nakita, biglang sumabog.

There's three of them and they can’t even catched her. “Follow them.” I told the driver. Humigpit ang hawak ko sa upuan nang makita ko siyang madapa. Napasalampak siya sa daan. Nakita ko ang nagbabadya niyang mga luha and it melts me. For a moment I wanted to get out of this car and carry her here. Anger started to fill my head when I saw him hold her waist and help her get up. I hate to say this but it’s like I am watching a scene straight out of a movie. I hate movies.

He catch me by the waist. "Ahh, shit!" I screamed more when he started moving his finger in and out

He even helped me take off my boots, which I was capable of doing, by the way, but because I love the way he takes care of me, I let him be. After I was able to sit properly on the blanket, and after he put the basket on it too, Icarus then settled himself behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, while each of his feet was on my sides. He was imprisoning me with his body, and I damned loved it.

The next thing I knew— I was crying on his shoulder. He was patting my back and fixing my hair. His arms were too warm to keep me. Ayokong kumawala. I want to stay here, in his arms. “Shh now, I'm here baby..” Napadilat ako, pero hindi ako umalis sa posisyon ko. “No one can lay hands on you again.” Nanlambot ang puso ko kung paano niya ako pinapakalma. Mas lalo kong sinubsob ang sarili o sa dibdib niya, leaving tear marks on his shirt.

Itinulak niya pataas ang katawan ko gamit ang kanang kamay nito kaya unti-unti akong umalis sa ibabaw niya. Halata sa mukha nito ang pagod na nararamdaman niya at nakapikit pa rin ang kaniyang mga mata. Tumabi ako sa kaniya kaya bumangon ito at kinuha ang itim na kumot at ibinalot sa katawan ko. He raised his arm, creating a warm embrace. I snuggled into his side, feeling his strong arm around me. He pulled me closer, kissing my forehead, and held me tight. His breath warmed my skin, and I saw a smile curve his lips.

I immediately bowed down and raise my head to say sorry. He stared at me for a moment and suddenly gripped my hand. "Wait, saan mo 'ko dadalhin?" He didn't answer. "I said sorry!" Sinubukan kong pumiglas. "Huwag kang malikot." He renewed his hold on me so I used that chance to slip away but he managed to catch me again. This time he carries me on his shoulder, my face facing his back.

"Baka kumawala na naman siya sa akin. Baka hindi ko na naman mahanap bukas. Puwedeng ngayon na lang?" I shook my head at his begging tone. Never in my life have I heard him beg for someone. Never. This is the first time. Hindi ko siya sinagot bagkus lumakad ako, but before I could get away from him, he suddenly caught my hand and tightly gripped it. He pulled me into his arms, and his penetrating breath immediately enshrouded me. "I won't let you go away this time," he said in a suppressed and hoarse voice.